IT WAS here beneath the willow upon this heart-kiss perfect day
that I caught the string upon which beats your tender heart.
My love what would such a song be if that sparrow could feel
that which burns for you within me? And those daisies that spread
yellow splashes of brilliant sun-skin upon God’s slice of paradise
— what paint-passion colors would the brush of Cupid stroke?
And the air my dearest beloved! What if the very air we breath
— could taste the fruit-love that grows upon thy vine of delectable passion!
Surely it would fragrant the likeness of cherry blossom no doubt!
My love — the night! Imagine the darkness changing it’s ancient wardrobe
upon seeing the crystal-light heart that burns brilliant within your warm bosom.
Dear Sweet Love, I clearly confess such things are at times emotionally and
devastatingly pleasurable to think whilst alone this night!
::12/21/2013::

December 22nd, 2013 at 6:06 pm
Superb. I love the passion bursting from the lines of this letter
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December 22nd, 2013 at 6:13 pm
Meka, I wish for passion to burn the world into a cinder of hope and kindness! Bless you and let love be your best friend always! ~ Phillip
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December 22nd, 2013 at 6:22 pm
Thank you Phillip. I’m very pleased to know that we share the same wish for the world and each other 🙂
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December 22nd, 2013 at 9:43 pm
It must be the day for wondrous poetry and verse.
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December 23rd, 2013 at 1:49 am
Nofrillswrapping – Yes it is! 🙂 I hope your day was a special one and full of smiles and love! ~ Phillip
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May 6th, 2014 at 8:34 pm
Reminiscing…
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